Xiu Xian: After hearing my voice, my whole family went crazy.

Chapter 4 Seeds of Doubt
Fu Yaoyao has now become a baby, and his temperament has become like that of a child. Thinking of this, he is filled with indignation, and his little milky voice trembles, very angry.

Jin was shocked.

Mortal world? Concubine? A physical body with spiritual roots?
Jin was stunned.

What is her little daughter talking about?
Why did your husband go to the mortal world?
Jin was in great confusion. She couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

It's just that once the seeds of doubt are planted, there will be cracks in the love that has been in love for many years.

"Asarum."

The maid who was called her name immediately came forward and said, "Madam."

[My mother is so pitiful. She is the daughter of a dignified city lord. She was pampered and carefree at her mother's house, and could even walk sideways. But just for such a man, she got herself to this point, and there is no one around her who can be loyal to her! Why! too difficult! 】

Jin: "..."

[This Xixin is determined to climb high and wants to be her father's concubine. She has been bribed a long time ago. It is better for Sister Ziyuan. Although Sister Ziyuan is also surnamed Fu, her mother was kind to her in the early years, so she has not been bribed. 】

Jin was just about to order Xixin to inquire about her husband's itinerary, but upon hearing this, she immediately suppressed this idea and said, "Go and close the window."

Xixin's eyebrows skipped a beat, and she immediately said respectfully: "Yes, I'll go right away. Madam, you just gave birth. The smell of blood was strong in the delivery room, so I opened the window for some fresh air."

"My slave heard someone say in the early years that although it is not advisable for mothers to be exposed to wind, the delivery room must be ventilated."

Jin said softly "Yeah".

"I want to drink blood swallow soup, you go help me prepare it."

Xixin nodded meekly.

Jin stared at her back for a while.

She had never thought about it carefully before, but now when she looked at it, she found that there was indeed something different about this girl.

She was wearing a round-neck skirt that was standard for the Fu family's maids.

The Fu family's maid has eight sets of clothes a year, two sets per season. Although these clothes and skirts are not as good as the female cultivator's robes, they are made of the best materials in the mortal world, making her skin white and delicate.

Especially the goose-yellow belt around the waist makes the waist very slender, and the waist swings when walking, making it particularly slender.

Jin's eyes darkened slightly, she had never thought about this before.

There were only three people serving her closely, a nanny and two maids.

Grandma's surname is Fu. She happens to be away today and has returned to the mortal world to visit relatives. The two maids are named Ziyuan and Xixin respectively.

These people were assigned to her by the Fu family after she married into them.

As a monk, she does not need a maid to serve her, just because the Fu family has this rule.

My husband said that the Fu family was originally a family of wealthy merchants who made their fortune by doing business. Later, a monk was born in a certain generation, and it gradually evolved into a family of cultivators.

One cannot forget one's roots.

Therefore, some of the rules in the family are still the same as they were in the mortal world. For example, the ladies and ladies are always surrounded by maids and mothers who will serve them personally.

There are errand boys beside the old and young men.

It's just that most of those maids and servants are descendants of several generations of the family. Some are descendants of the Fu family, and some are descendants of other surnames who have attached themselves to the Fu family over the years. None of them have spiritual roots.

If you have spiritual roots, you will not be doing the work of serving others, but you will be listed in the rankings and be taught and cultivated by the elders of your family.

It is their blessing to be able to come from the mortal world to the immortal world to serve monks like them.

After all, the Fu family is so big that some things still need people to do it. Instead of letting outsiders do it, it is better to go to the mortal world and choose the descendants of the family. These people know the basics and are more secure when using it.

Jin was convinced by her husband's explanation.

Xi Xin and Zi Yuan had served her for many years, and she thought she was treating them well, but she didn't expect Xi Xin to have such thoughts.

Jin's anger was not because Xixin had such thoughts about Fu Chengyuan.

She is not a housewife in the mortal world. Although she is a bit dissatisfied with her husband's concubinage, she will not stop her.

The higher the cultivation level of the immortal cultivator, the harder it will be for his descendants. It is the responsibility of every family member to have successors in the family.

If Xixin told herself bluntly that she had such an ambition, she might not be able to fulfill it. It was Xixin's betrayal that made her angry and disappointed.

Jin clenched his fingers slightly.

"Aster."

Ziyuan stepped forward quickly, "My servant is here."

Although the youngest daughter said that Ziyuan was trustworthy, Jin didn't believe anyone now, but compared to Xixin, she could leave some things to Ziyuan.

Jin slowly closed her eyes and opened them again after a while.

"Go to Sihai Hall and find out. The fourth master has gone to the mortal world."

Ziyuan looked a little strange when she heard this, but she didn't say anything, but said very respectfully: "Yes, I will go right now."

When only she, her little daughter, and several wet nurses were left in the room, Jin cheered up and said, "Bring Miss Seventeen over here."

One of the wet nurses quickly and carefully picked up Fu Yaoyao and put her in Jin's arms.

Jin looked down at her daughter in her arms.

She gave birth to so many children, but this one grew up the best.

She didn't look like a premature baby. Her skin was fair and clean, her lips were red, her eyes were big, and her hair was black and thick.

It's a pity that this child has a hard life.

Jin couldn't bear it. She touched Fu Yaoyao's soft fetal hair and murmured: "My dear daughter, even if you can't practice, Mom and your brothers and sisters will protect you for the rest of your life."

Fu Yaoyao: [Mother smells delicious, mother gives me a hug! 】

Hearing the sound of her daughter's little milk, Jin's heart almost melted, and she temporarily put those bad things behind her.

She hasn't given up on Fu Chengyuan yet, and there are some things she wants to investigate personally.

Wait until she feels better before making any plans.

At this time, Jin was still holding on to hope. She did not believe that the love she had experienced for many years was fake.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the five wet nurses standing in front of her, and said softly: "Take Miss Seventeen to breastfeed."

She didn't trust giving her child to anyone, even if these mortals were like ants in front of the monks.

"Come here, put a screen here."

Several wet nurses looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Fu Yaoyao was shocked. He turned into a baby and wanted to drink from his grandma? ? !

No! I reject!
She had never drank her mother's milk in her previous life, because their interstellar civilization had already unlocked the genetic secrets and the formula of breast milk.

She drinks intelligent breast milk from a mechanical wet nurse.

Human breasts came from a woman I didn’t know, and she refused!

[Woooooo! No need for human milk! The ancient times were so terrible! 】

Several wet nurses took turns feeding Fu Yaoyao, but all failed, and she was so anxious that she broke into a cold sweat.

What a blessing it is to be able to enter the Fu Mansion and breastfeed the newborn lady!
Everyone in Lin Yuecheng didn't know that Mrs. Fu gave birth to three sons and one daughter, all of whom were extremely talented. Mortals like them didn't understand, but Mrs. Fu was blessed and her children could practice cultivation. Everyone knew this.

So as soon as they heard that Mrs. Fu Si was going to choose a wet nurse for the child in her belly, everyone came.

Everyone wants to be a wet nurse for Mrs. Fu Si’s child, whose child has spiritual roots.

In this way, I can brag to others in the future that I am also a big shot who has given birth to a monk!

(End of this chapter)